hellion

son of enyo, 23,

[rhysacosta]

      “ C’mon, we gotta keep moving. ” He could hear them, the monsters and the screams of other campers, and Rhys fought the urge to run to the worst of it. Instead, he urged the demigod he’d saved forward, towards a place less overrun by monsters. A rustling sounded from their left and he drew his sword in a flash.

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skybrcd :

     there it was. the self-righteous, cocky attitude of his that seemed to steer her towards anger every time. she was hoping, just once, to be able to have a conversation like they used to, maybe even truly show her gratitude. instead, her own pride got in her way, making her jaw set and her nostrils flare. 

                 “there. now i don’t owe you anything.”

     still, she silently hoped for a glimpse of recognition for what happened during the attack. they worked together, with great accuracy. either one of them would of been overwhelmed had the other not been there, and hell, he’d probably saved her from several more injuries that could of occurred. which, speaking of — her eyes narrowed, stance leaning more onto the crutch. “you couldn’t of walked away unscathed.”

     “ Suppose you don’t. ” He agreed, watching as she was riled up. 

                                Easy.

       “ Says who? ” Rhys kept from crossing his arms, his expression constant, but he huffed a laugh. “ I’m not the type to fall out of the sky. ” His gaze cut purposefully to the crutch and back up, but the moment their eyes locked he remembered. There had been no fear when they’d faced off against the monsters at their door, not when he thrived on battles and war. The fear came later. They had been a good team, the power Sam possessed taking out the monsters in one swoop-- and then she had fallen and the fear was there, in the air between her and the ground, the fractions of seconds ticking down the distance. He had caught her and yet, the fear remained. 

       And still. There was no surmounting the space between them, the disconnect from then and now. 

                     “ I guess that award should go to you, though I suggest doing a better job on the landing. ”

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thedreamingsun :

“Nah, I can make my steps quiet too!” Eve said, abruptly reappearing in front of him again – before she jumped to the right in one long leap and landed soundlessly, sand flying from the site of impact. “It just, uh– takes a lot of concentration to do both things at once, but I’m workin’ on it.” She looked a little sheepish, right hand clasping the back of her head– and then Rhys told her to train with him some more, and Eve’s eyes widened.

He wanted to train with her! More often!

She couldn’t contain the smile that bloomed on her face, Eve undeniably excited at the idea. “I’d love to! D’you have like, a schedule, or is it just whenever?”

       Rhys thought of an excited puppy as he watched her, Eve’s excitement palpable, simmering in the air. He could work to hone that, refine the skills she already had to make them stronger and useful in battle. When she smiled he mirrored it, though the reflection was off, sharper and edged in something dark. 

      “ Early mornings for stamina training, train you during the day and then...” the son of Enyo was already formulating a training regiment in his head, “ you’re weaker at night, right? ” 

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istcrdcst :

starter for @rhysacosta

the daughter of selene was often labeled as clever. her thirst for knowledge and answers was uncanny but even she had bad days. days where all logic seems to move past her, days where she didn’t think things through. and today was one of those days. after patrolling for a few days and finally having a day without any responsibilities she decided to head to the park (after the curfew mind you) to practice a new trick with her powers. 

everything was going well. there was no one in view, it was just her and the stars and then she heard them. suddenly all the blood on her face fades and she is as white as the moonlight. in an instant she begins to run but she hears them, their words and phrases. campers out of bed! the fear within her intensifies as she begins to call shadows to distract them as she runs back to the cabins. 

her feet move quickly, her sneakers hitting the ground with force as she tries to make a distance between them and her. would the shadows be enough? could she make it in time? hana wondered if she could sneak into a random cabin to hide from the harpies. was that possible? would the door open even though she didn’t belong to another cabin? her thoughts are tangled as she finally sees a glimpse of a cabin.  

      Rhys hadn’t let the recent attack ever stray too far from his mind, the feel of the fights raging around him made personal when the battleground was his home. He thought Chiron was making a mistake by making the rules stricter, they should all be allowed to be out longer to train and hunt monsters. He would be out every night, patrolling the borders in place of the barrier that had kept them safe for so long, but instead he was kept like a caged beast, snarling at the metal bars that confined him.

       There was no place for him to go where he didn’t feel that sense of restlessness, he couldn’t even sleep peacefully, a thing he had enlisted the help of a Morpheus kid for. As night stretched on, the child of Hephaestus he’d enlisted to help build upon his armor grew too tired to work and Rhys found himself on his way back from Hephaestus’ cabin, resigned to spend the rest of his evening attempting to sleep when he heard someone in the darkness, he paused, instantly dropping into a fighting stance as a demigod appeared.  

                                                               (Hana?)

       He looked beyond her to see what had been chasing her but instantly he was bridging the gap in between them. Rhys drew his sword, preparing for some threat he couldn’t see.

         “ What’s happened? ”

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skybrcd :

     the crutches had seemed like overkill to sam. she’d convinced the apollo kids down to one, the nectar given to her in the infirmary already jumpstarting the healing process. still, the bandage wrapped all the way up her calf did make much moving around difficult. it didn’t stop her from being out and abut the first day after the attack, attempting to walk from cabin to cabin, infirmary bed and beyond to make sure everyone was okay.

     there was only one more box to check, and luckily she found him without having to walk all the way into olympia. “rhys, wait up.” she was huffing and puffing, more than she’d like to admit. the limp and the crutch made her more slower, but not too slowly to where it didn’t take but a few moments for her to approach the son of enyo.

     “i wanted to thank you… for, uh, helping yesterday.”

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      “ That so? ” The cocky smirk accompanied a raise of his brows as he turned to face the daughter of Zeus. He had slowed to a stop when she’d called out to him, allowing the interruption of his trek back to the training grounds. The sound of snarling, gnashing teeth, claws through dirt, clashing weapons haunted his footsteps, his dreams from what little sleep he got, and his every errant thought. He could have killed more, could have done more to protect himself and the camp, but he had been hurt and hindered, the wounds still present on him. Even now, he looked no more hurt than demigods who had avoided the fight all together, but there was no disguising the change of his gait, the favoring of his right arm over his left. Which was why he stopped abruptly when Sam called out, not wanting to reveal that which was unnecessary. His demeanor, as always when it came to the other demigod, was arrogance compounded all into one expression, the slight tilt of his head. 

                                                 “ You’re welcome. ”

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lorelaialfionis :

“iknow that,rhys.” lorelai paused, trying to read his features for any sign that he might give in…or at least put a little more thought into what he was hearing. “you know me; gentle isn’t exactly my style either, but they all know a kid is dead. they’re terrified. we need to find a way to train them harder without breaking them down. too much pressure right now won’t create diamonds…it’ll shatter these kids to pieces.”

      “ The only way to overcome their fear is to become stronger than it. The ones that can’t are monster food. ” There were many battlefields in war and none of them were guaranteed to be easy or lived through, but Rhys would always be the first to throw himself into the fray. The stronger everyone around him grew to be, the less he would have to worry about them the next time monsters breached their borders. “ Chiron said the barrier is weakening, the monsters aren’t just going to wait for us to be ready for them, they’re coming after us all and we need to go on the offensive before they do. ”

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thedreamingsun :

“Yeah!” Eve said brightly, almost beaming at the way his shoulders didn’t look quite so tense anymore – the change subtle but there. “I feel more– capable? ‘cause of it. I can do more parkour shit.” She’d already been doing parkour shit, but being stronger definitely helped when she was pulling herself up over ledges, or climbing from branch to branch.

“Also– you’re sayin’ evasion..” Her smile became impish, mischief filling her to the brim as she abruptly disappeared from view, no trace of her left, not even her shadow.

“Coverin’ me in flour won’t work,” she said, the whisper sounding out right by his ear – but the obvious shift of her foot revealed that she hadn’t moved an inch. “– but the terrain can give me away pretty easy. Still workin’ on that.”

      Rhys blinked and he realized, with a start, that she and her mischievous smile had vanished. He glanced around, trying to find a sign, using every sense he had to figure out where she’d gone when her voice sounded by his ear. He jerked away from the sound and by reflex moved to attack, though his attempt met nothing but air. He exhaled through his nose as he honed in on her via the blunder of what he assumed was her foot. “ I’m sure the Hecate kids can charm a shoe or two to make ‘em soundless. ” But now, his interest was piqued as he found something that could help him become stronger. “ Train with me more often. ”

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lorelaialfionis :

as strict as lorelai tended to be, she knew it was a particularly sensitive time considering the attack. as soon as the younger campers started sparring again, the daughter of poseidon yanked on rhys’ sleeve in an attempt to pull him away from the action and make the conversation slightly more private. “you know that i would never say this under normal circumstances, but just be slightly more gentle with them for now. they’re scared and need encouragement.”

      “ Being gentle with them is exactly the opposite of what they need-- no monster will take it easy on them. ” One too many of their own had lost their lives because they couldn’t defend themselves or each other. Rhys’ attention cut away from the sparring demigods to the one who had pulled him away. He exhaled through his nose. “ Take a break! ” He called out to the younger campers they had been overseeing but he didn’t bother glancing back over. “ The stronger they are, the less they will fear. ”

[rhysacosta]

are there campers you are wary or even afraid of?

       “ Fear? No. But I’m wary of all campers, as every demigod should be. ”

[rhysacosta]

do you think your father would be proud of who you have become? or would he see what everyone else sees when they look at you?

       “The dead can’t think, they can only forget. And if you’re so curious, I have a first-class ticket down to the river Styx waiting right here for you so you can ask him yourself. “

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[ Event 01 ] -- The Breach

TW: violence, blood, gore, and death  

     The ground beneath his feet crunched, his footfalls quick, digging in with each step as he picked up his pace towards the rest of the chaos. His blade was light as he pulled daggers from his belt loop and threw them at a large bird screeching at a daughter of Aphrodite, her beautiful hair raked by bloodied claws. The beast beat its large wings one last time before he was jumping up to use a wall as a launching pad to get a little higher. He drove the other dagger in his hand through its beak, his weight dragging the bird down where he twisted its neck in one fluid movement. Rhys, son of Enyo, goddess of war, was laughing, cruel and delighted above his kill, his focus on the monster that had infiltrated his home and not on the other demigod who looked at his blood stained hands in horror. His attention moved from one monster to the next, pulling his dagger from the carrion’s beak.

       After he had left Sam, he’d returned to the fray, demigods running around him either to help or to escape. He was looking at one monster on the roof of the Aphrodite cabin when light exploded around him and he heard a bellow behind him. He realized a second too late that there had been some beast behind him, waiting to spring on an unsuspecting demigod but instead of fear, Rhys felt his pulse jump in anticipation, his grin wolf-like in nature. The beast was blinded, its oxen head trying to shake what it thought was afflicting it from its face, hooves stomping into the ground and the demigod took advantage of the distraction, grabbing onto one of the horns before swinging up onto its back. He stood on its back, knees bent as he kept his balance while the beast bucked to get him off, but he was quick in drawing his blade and driving it down into the head, using his lodged sword as leverage to keep steady as it fell forward. 

       When he looked to see who had aided him by blinding the beast, he saw Dane, fellow demigod and child of Iris. Rhys pulled his sword, wiping the gore on his pants as he addressed the other, “ you’re with me. ” A simple order and on they went, saving other demigods in the only way he knew how, until the only monster left was him, standing at the end of his path of destruction. The injuries he’d endured were barely felt, adrenaline coursing through him well after the battle had ended.

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make it out alive. she could do that. simple enough. her mind was flooded with plans, escape plans, rescue plans, destruction plans. she was practically swimming in different strategies she could work out. however, it was rhy’s voice, and impulse that eventually won out.

she rose into the air, the bite of the winds seeming extra harsh today, almost like they were fighting against her control. she bit back a course, willing it to raise her further, to the roof of the cabin. she saw rhys below her, and was suddenly more frightened of him than the monsters pouring in. he seemed so… in his element, meanwhile sam was incredibly out of hers. she tried to shake off the image of his laugh, the sound practically echoing across the cabin walls. she saw her chance to exit the cabin and took it. she rose higher in the sky, winds protesting, but eventually complying.

she didn’t have the mental capacity to concentrate on him, the winds, and a bolt. she just couldn’t. letting rhys off her mind, however much it pained her to leave him on his own, she knew he could handle it. the winds rushed around her more feverishly, amplifying the situation at hand. the sky, already dark from night’s cover, darkened more. a cloud covered the moon, the only light sources now coming from the lamps inside the cabin. thunder crackled, hair raised on her arms and the back of her neck.

then, everything happened at once. there was a searing pain in her leg. opening her eyes to find the culprit, she saw rhys come rolling out of the cabin. ‘now, sam!’ she could practically hear her father in her ears. the monster that had managed to jump, an incredible feat to make it to this height, was pulling her down. it’s claws were embedded in her leg, rapidly increasing the speed of her fall.

then, she let everything go. lightening filled camp with it’s light. her eyes were closed, a scream ripped form her throat (whether form pain, or from exhaustion, she didn’t know). she heard the crack, felt the thud of the ground. then, everything turned black.

      There was a wildness to Rhys as he saw the lightning slam down, frying the monsters and making his hair stand on end. He saw her above, wind whipping her hair , her mouth open in a scream but it was snatched by the near-deafening boom of the lightning she cast down. He shielded his eyes as the brightness blinded him and when he finally blinked out the spots of light in his eyes, to look at Sam again, she was hurtling to the ground. Without thinking the older demigod dashed forward, slamming into her before she could hit the ground. The force had him tripping, falling and rolling with Sam in a protective embrace. When they stopped rolling, when the roars of the monsters were distant, he pulled back to look at Sam, her eyes closed.

        “ Sam? ” He patted her cheek as if she were pulling prank on him and then panic seized him and he grit his teeth, breathing coming out harsh as he tried to get his heart to stop thundering so loud so he could hear if she were breathing. His fingers pressed to her pulse point and when he felt the steady rhythm of her heart, only then, did he loose a breath of relief. Other demigods approached them, he recognized one to be of Apollo, and they started barking at him to let them help. He almost didn’t let them touch her but for the gentle hands that pulled his arms away, while sunlight filled the air around them, soothing and healing. He let them take her and stood, shoving and blocking the swell of emotions he’d felt at seeing her fall out of the sky and nearly hit the ground. He wasn’t going to care about that now, she was alive and being taken care of but he could still hear screaming in the distance, he was still needed somewhere else. So he left her in their care, bolting towards the chaos of the rest of the camp.

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thedreamingsun :

Eve nodded, paying rapt attention as he showed her what it would look like; slowly moving her own arm – careful with the sword – to mirror him. It still felt a little alien, the way her reach was suddenly doubled, if not tripled, but she was determined to learn. “Oh, right! Shield! Yeah.” Maybe she could do shield bashes. That’d be cool.

“At physicality? I’m not like, super buff or anything, but I’ve got decent endurance, and I’m fast. I think I’m better at like.. bein’ quick and sneaky, ‘f I’m being honest.”

“It’s why I usually go for daggers. Or a bow, ‘f I’m fightin’ long-range. Blows might not be as strong, but I can last longer with somethin’ lighter.” She hefted the sword up for emphasis: the metal wasn’t heavy, and she could still move with it, but it would wear her out faster than a pair of sharp daggers ever could.

      “ Evasion will be key, if you’re more comfortable with lighter weapons. You’ll want to be able to move quickly and keep out of range of their weapons so you’re moving in the right direction. But it’s good you’re training with a heavier blade. ” Rhys advised easily enough, he liked this aspect of training, being able to use what he was to help other demigods, though it was generally only his siblings with the skin for it, his type of training could get rough at times. The older demigod found himself slipping into his role more comfortably, his shoulders lax and though onlookers might think he was still threatening, anyone who knew him could tell there was a certain easiness to his posture. “ You been doing strength training exercises? ”

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      sam was caught off guard, to say the least. she hadn’t even seen him at the party, let alone moving in at the perfect moment. the monster had been so close, too close. in a matter of seconds she could of already been rendered useless to a fight, and there was no way in hell she was going down that easily. however, the fear and adrenaline that pumped through her veins pushed her to think about this later. there would always be time to analyze once the battle was over… if she made it out.

      she didn’t think about that. her goal right now, help as many as she could, and kill whatever monster stood in her path. her eyes were nearly glowing now. the zeus side of her finally rearing it’s ugly head. her softer, more timid side seemed to disappear almost immediately. every ounce of training, every practice dummy, every moment in camp had prepared her for this… but why was she still so scared? it didn’t matter. her father’s side was telling her to push it down, forget about it. fear only slowed her down. and right now, she needed speed. she had no snarky comments left in her system, right now only gratitude for someone to help her in a fight, even if it was rhys. her gaze moved to where he was looking, seeing them nearly surrounded. “how many got in?” she knew he didn’t have the answer, not that it would really matter anyways. she gripped her dagger tighter, sweaty palms threatening to make her lose grip.

      “yeah, i’m fine. i hardly drank.” and she was happy she’d made that choice. her mind was still going a million miles an hour, trying to analyze and find their way out of here. immediately, the cabin was filled with wind. the windows broke open, the door flapping wildly as sam summoned them to her, lifting her in the air. she could see the cabin was cleared now, except for the two of them and at least half a dozen monsters. everyone else had gotten out, leaving them alone to face the pack. they completely blocked the door, and she didn’t know of any other exit points. sam was hoping that there weren’t that many else outside. they could handle these guys… right? “game plan?”

       “ Too many, ” he didn’t know the exact number but he knew there had to be more than a dozen roaming and attacking unsuspecting campers, “ I’d say we’re in for a long night. ” Rhys flourished his sword, eyes sliding from Sam towards the monsters that were converging on them. Unlike Athena’s kin, none of the Enyo children had a natural god-given knack for tactics, the destructive goddess aligned more with the chaotic elements of war. 

      “ Game plan is to make it out alive. ” Wind whipped around him but this time it wasn’t aimed at him, unlikely as that had been mere minute ago. He didn’t spend too much time thinking about it as she asked him what they would do. He knew that there were other campers in trouble, the new ones who didn’t have a handle on their abilities, others who refused to train at all, or whose abilities weren’t made for battle and Sam would want to go help them. That would more than likely be her first instinct and a plan formed in his mind, one that would make this next exchange with the beasts attacking their camp, a short one. “ I’ll clear the way through the door. Then you go above-- fry ‘em, then go help the others. ” His energy changed as the monsters got closer, his eyes danced with excitement, mouth turning up at the corners in a smile forged by destruction. “ I’ll take care of the rest. ” He loosed a breath, saw Sam clear the floor,  then lifted his front foot and slammed it down. The floor beneath caved in and then lines cracked out, the sound of wood splintering welcomed the monsters coming through the door. 

     Rhys laughed and then he was upon them, taking advantage of the distraction to hack and slash his way through the door to give Sam a way to get out and up where she could call down her lightning. War drums sounded in his ears, in his blood, reverberating through bones as something with jagged teeth clamped down on his arm, pain lanced through him and he brought his sword down in a maneuver similar to one he’d just taught, down through the head of the wolf-like creature. It dropped and he barreled through, breaking the line for Sam.

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shadowstouch :

“Not likely to lay down the sword anytime soon, huh.” The words were awash with a smile, the flame dying down until it was just an ember in the palm of her hand– and then it died, leaving no sign that it had ever been there, dancing across her skin.

She felt giddy, energy coursing through her limbs as she thought about what it might be like to be able to call up flames of her own, not needing a lighter to do it. From moment to moment, it seemed something about her smile grew sharper, becoming more like Rhys’ own; the polish stripped away to reveal the truth of the iron beneath.

Her eyes glittered as she thought of it:

“–– Hey. Y’wanna spar?”

      Rhys gave her a Look, one that seemed to very pointedly say not in this lifetime and then he watched her palm until the flame no longer burned. When he looked up he saw the embers had taken root in her eyes, and like the edge of a sword, her smile sharpened. Some would shrink back from her, he’d seen them do the same to him, but he only waited in anticipation for her question because he knew that smile. Knew that the next words out of her mouth were going to be of his favorite combination and when she finally asked the question, he shook out his limbs, stance widening because she only needed to say it once.

                                               “ Let’s go. ”

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poetictcngue :

She couldn’t help but laugh, she wasn’t surprised to see and hear that Rhys was getting into trouble, and she knew she’d be here to help if needed. She took a sip of her drink and smiled at his proposition. “ A punch card system, huh? Sounds good to me. But I like the idea of you thanking me with a coffee. ” Rose smiled looking at her long time friend. The daughter of Apollo loved being able to work at the infirmary, while living in the Olympia. She found a purpose in helping people, healing them.

      His siblings would probably pile the cups of coffee very high for all the times they ended up in need of healing. Sometimes he worried ( more times than he ever worried about anything ) that the healers would one day just stop dealing with him and his siblings at all. The injuries they received were mostly due to their own rough housing after all. “ That’s easy enough-- what do  you drink? ”